cruella de vil (holocron) wrote,
@ 2014-05-09 17:43:00

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Give me any one of my characters and one of yours, and I'll tell you how they end up together and about their first-born—even if they are unqualified to have children!

MY ACTUAL FAVE MEME/THE ONLY ONE I'VE EVER FINISHED! ALSO MOURNING WHAT SEEMS TO BE THE OFFICIAL DEATH OF PAINT SHOP PRO ON MY COMPUTER, SO PITY ME.

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	cristina_lacosa 2014-05-09 10:13 pm UTC (link)
	Miles and Winnie! Therese and Octavius? Her first thread ftw! Nora and Axe? LMFAO (Reply to this)(Thread)

Winnifred & Miles

holocron
2014-05-13 01:12 am UTC (link)

The story of Winnifred and Miles begins at a dinner party. Her boss, Miles's father, charmed by her effervescent personality (and stunning lineage), touched by her tragic past, believed she would hit it off splendidly with his star Quidditch player son.

He was wrong.

Winnie found him to be an arrogant, sex-crazed boor, while Miles found her to be a dull, frigid brat. His father laughed off their supposed differences, and "strongly encouraged" them to continue seeing one another. Eventually, they forged a reluctant friendship over witty repartee and a mutual disdain for others. It was a bond that remained constant, if at times distant, for some months afterwards.

Until Winnie fell ill.

Plagued by the Valesco virus, she spent many months on bed rest after near death. When Miles found out, he sent cards, flowers, letters, pictures and mementos from trips, and visited when time allowed and only teased her haggard appearance twice. When Winnie was finally recovered, she knew that before she was ready to leave this world, there some things she had to accomplish, and knew just the wizard to help her do it.

She asked Miles to sleep with her.

It would be rude to say he turned her down flat, but he was quite emphatic in his 'no.' One night, she orchestrated him walking in on her in a bed, clad in scandalously little. Though it was after several heated kisses and some decidedly un-platonic touching, Miles, seemingly as a desperate last defence, blurted out "Not unless you marry me!"

Shock, outrage, and some tears followed. Winnie, who had been husband-hunting for most of her life, turned the first suitable wizard who offered to marry her down and fled, with the sinking realisation that she might just care about a loveless marriage, after all. Particularly one to Miles Lufkin, who she also realised she might just love.

More than a month passed before they saw one another again. Perhaps it was mortification, perhaps it was a realisation that some things were best left alone, but no matter the intent, they were once again forced together for a brief moment. Winnie was cordial and cool, and Miles was unerringly polite and cautious, and she went away on the arm of Kato Fancourt, and he resumed his place by Arista Sykes's side.

As she was about to leave, she ran into Miles again. A moment passed between them, and Winnie, in a rare show of maturity, took a deep breath and explained that she was afraid she might have real feelings for Miles, which was why she threw herself at him the way she did, and why she had to turn down his proposal. Miles was quiet before saying he thought he had loved nobody in particular (a lot of nobodies), but even when they first met, could think of far worse people to be married to than Winnifred Llewellyn. When she ran away, however, he was forced to consider that it might not be "nobody" in particular, any longer.

They were married in early spring, and by no means got along any better than they had before, but their sexual tension no longer went unresolved. A little over two years later, Minette Ines Lufkin was born on 21st November 1986. Minnie is truly the product of her parents, and the best (worst) of her French and Italian lineage. A Slytherin, she rules her house with an iron fist and the coolly dismissive attitude that runs in her veins. She is exceedingly prim and proper (easily scandalized), and holds absolutely everyone to impossibly high moral standards, which is not a reflection at all on her parents. Minnie is not as concerned with blood types as her mother, but is far more contemptuous of the nouveau riche and others not in the upper class. Unlike most of her peers, Minnie would be quite satisfied with an arranged match with a suitable wizard, as she is far too busy following in her grandfather's footsteps as an important diplomat to find love on her own.

MINETTE INES LUFKIN/GABRIELLA WILDE

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Octavius & Therese

holocron
2014-05-24 02:50 am UTC (link)

This is a story that begins wholly, yet unintentionally, in subterfuge. Who would have thought two members of the Wizarding world would both seek haven in a lonely Muggle pub? Octavius Pepper enjoyed a drink while Therese Bonaccord sang a song, and they had a little flirtation as nameless, faceless strangers. He left before anything could come of it, but whenever life got to be too much for them, when something at the station went horrendously wrong, or someone she was counseling was being particularly daft, they each found themselves thinking back to that private little moment, in a silly little fantasy.

Three months passed from that night, and it was New Year's Eve. Octavius was chasing after an old flame, bound and determined to pursue a second chance. Therese was embarking on an affair with a man suitable to while away the hours with. As they hurried in their opposite directions, the two crossed on the dance floor, shoulders brushing, eyes meeting, then glancing away, because—wait, do I know that person?

Sharply, their heads snapped back, eyes narrowing, brows crinkling, as realisation began to dawn, but a crowd of rowdy dancers swept them both far away. As quickly as they'd stopped, they moved on.

Eventually, Octavius found out his second chance simply wasn't meant to be; Therese and her fling drifted apart. Life went on. The Spinnet twins had their birthday with a grand party, where Octavius consoled their good friend Nora over a break up, and Therese held court in a corner by the bar. He caught a flash of brown hair out the door, and she saw the silhouette of a tall, thin wizard. The night ended rather uneventfully for them both.

When Halloween came, and there was yet another fashionable charity event to attend, Dracula danced with Cleopatra, and though they had a wonderful time, and she had pretty eyes and he was the most charming beanpole, the music urged them on to new partners, and on they went.

It wasn't a special occasion, or a holiday; it was, if memory serves, simply a Tuesday in November. It was really just Charlie needing attention from his friends and demanding they come to an impromptu party he was throwing at their favourite pub. Octavius, as per usual, mixed up his days and hours, and by the time he had sorted it, arrived just as everyone had left.

Nearly everyone.

Therese had lingered over her drink, and just when she gathered up her cloak to leave, she bumped into the wizard hurrying through the door.

They paused.

"You," he said finally. "You," she replied. And because a lot of alcohol had been involved, they fell upon one another without another word in a rather animalistic fashion that had them forcibly escorted from the bar and happily into his flat.

The morning after was awkward, to say the least. Though it wasn't really a one-night stand, it sort of actually was. Names were learned. Eggs were awkwardly cooked. Small talk made. The only way to get over the awkwardness, naturally, was to sleep together again, possibly on the kitchen table.

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holocron
2014-05-24 02:51 am UTC (link)

It was fits and starts for a while, as they both danced around the inevitable commitment lingering on the horizon, commitment that was a result of their rather serendipitous pre-relationship. But when Octavius was caught in the awkward spot of going on a date with someone else, since they hadn't really discussed exclusivity, right?, Therese put her foot down and said what they had both been feeling too awkward to say. They were together.

Things went rather smoothly after that, which was nice considering it had taken them more than a year to officially meet. For a while, anyway. When the time was dawning for the next steps to be taken, Octavius found himself in a cold—tepid—sweat thinking about making everything final between him and Therese, unwilling to initiate such a life-altering change. That was, until he one day found a serviette with a tall, slanted script on it, the same one he had scrawled a note on the very first night they had met. That small gesture put everything into place. They married with grand ceremony on 14th September, 1984, coincidentally (quite sappily) on the day they had first met.

They had never really discussed children. Octavius had just thought they would deal with it in ten years' time, or so, and Therese had thought it would happen… you know, quite soon. They had several tense discussions (arguments… fights) about it, because Octavius only knew childhood as being shared with eight other people and did not want to subject a child to the same upbringing. Therese eventually forced him to see that his situation growing up was unique (because as much as she wanted darling little children, she did not want nine), and that if they were to have perhaps one or two children, he would find it a much more pleasurable experience. It was an excellent thing that they agreed to try, because Therese found out she was pregnant one week later.

In August of 1987, they had a beautiful baby girl upon whom they absolutely could not agree what to name. Octavius argued, however, that the naming tradition went back generations in the (Pepper-)Fancourt family, and his Muggle father had no problem with it, and eventually won, much to Therese's displeasure. Prima Apolline Pepper was a happy, bubbly eventual Hufflepuff, distinctly unlike her parents. She loves all things nature, preferring to go barefoot whenever possible, and is simply wild about animals. An unflinching optimist, she sees the absolute best in people. There is an air about her that makes her a sympathetic ear and dispenser of wisdom for everyone, including her parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and school mates. Inheriting her parents' musical abilities, Prima became a successful singing sensation in Hogwarts itself, though she of course made certain it never interfered with her studies. Content as she is with her life, she is mostly unaware that she will later go on to produce several top-selling albums that become favourites of all the unbiased Wireless presenters.

PRIMA APOLLINE PEPPER/ARIANA GRANDE oh man it was a real fight between her and a PB who looked more like them, it wasn't pretty.

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Axe & Nora

holocron
2014-05-26 02:48 am UTC (link)

Axe Brookstanton thought that, besides himself, his teammate Charlie Spinnet had the worst taste in friends. First, of course, was his insufferable bouncing sister that went with him simply everywhere. Then there was that Pepper fellow who always whined and didn't understand how to take a joke. His absolutely abhorrent taste in women, like the Fawcett girl. And then this witch with a constant, pervasive woodsy smell, as if she had just frolicked with horses in a field, suddenly joined them, nattering on about this country and that one, and did you know she had encountered a nundu and lived to tell the tale (one thousand times over)?

Axe, unfortunately, did.

Nora, near as she could tell, had simply made the hideous faux-pas of, pardon her, attempting to speak to Axebanger Brookstanton, who appeared to just lounge around looking cool and aloof and demanding everyone who wished to speak to him (save a few very beautiful witches) go through Charlie Spinnet, despite the fact that he could hear every single word being said. In response to her friendly overture, Axe gave her one singular look of disgust and began talking very loudly in rude-sounding French to the person next to him.

Suffice it to say, they did not become friends that night.

One team outing shortly thereafter, Nora again appeared, and Axe saw her embrace Katherine Dagworth-Peakes and suddenly understood this Nora was a sister, or cousin, or some other relative of the sort to his ornery Chaser, and it all made sense as to why there were now two soulless gingers plaguing his existence. It suddenly seemed as if the two ran into each other everywhere, from Kestrel practices, to mutual acqaintances' parties, to casual outings with friends.

"It is you again, is it?" he asked her tersely when they were forced to sit next to one another at a crowded pub during the Spinnets' birthday party. "No," she replied just as tersely, "it's not."

They spent the whole night pretending to ignore each other's existence, yet managing to hear every word said.

Tried as they might to avoid one another, Axe and Nora both realised with a somewhat sinking feeling that they knew far more about the other person than they were comfortable with, as a result of all that interested disinterest. Did this make them attempt some sort of truce?

Well, at Octavius's birthday party, which Axe already resented going to (no more than the birthday boy resented him being there), he saw Nora crestfallen when Pepper thanked her profusely for attending and his gift, and promptly went to speak to that Catapults chaser, the blonde one with the flower name, with a telltale gleam in his eye, the way people speak to other people when they would like to end up in bed. Even if it wasn't apparent to anyone else, Axe could see her mooning after the whining idiot with no success, and in an act that was quite cruel, even for him, Axe said as she walked by, "He is never going to see you that way. Even if you tell him, he'll be too afraid to do anything, and will brea your heart. Even more." Though Nora did not cry in front of him, for once voicing no scathing opinion and presenting him with the dirtiest look he could recall receiving (a lofty accolade), he had the distinct impression she would be sobbing mostly because of him, shortly.

Truly, they kept out of one another's way after that incident, not that anyone noticed. It wasn't until the end of season party, as the Kestrels celebrate a righteous victory, that a very pregnant Kate who refused to stay on bedrest when her team had won without her, went into labour, stop-the-music-this-is-happening-right-now-labour, in the middle of the dance floor. Axe, being captain, was unanimously elected to coach Kate through labour, as she was in yet another fight/separation with her husband. Someone drunkenly elected Nora to deliver the baby, because she'd birthed winged horse foals before, and everything with uteri functioned the same way, yeah?

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holocron
2014-05-26 02:48 am UTC (link)

No thanks to the two of them, Jimmy Peakes was born a healthy if very messy and squalling boy, and the two of them, after a hefty hosing off, got the hell out of dodge. In what had to be their first public exchange, they agreed to go to a bar, high (and slightly traumatized) over the events that had just happened. And even though it was very much prohibited in his contract, they clinked glasses and drank long and deep from their pints, because Merlin's most baggy Y-fronts, they had just brought life into this world, what couldn't they do?

"I am not very good at some times," he said, buzzed from years of abstaining from the drink. "You're really not," she replied, honest from the one pint too many. And they slept together.

Then they did it again, a few days later. One more time after a week. Until it began to happen with a certain amount of frequency, which had Axe calling it his uncomfortable habit; for even though they both wanted to change, they could not or did not for whatever reason. They still bristled and sniped at each other in public, and in private, which was usually why they stopped speaking early on in their encounters. Nothing had changed very much, after all.

Until Nora was pregnant.

It was a few weeks before Axe found out, being that she abruptly halted going to bed so she could vomit quite violently in the toilet. The temptation to run away was strong; although Axe would admit to an uncomfortable level of caring for this strange woman who had breezed into his life, he had no desire to tie himself down with a child. But his father had walked away from him, and he could not in good faith allow the same thing to happen to any child of his. Nora had been expecting the worst; instead, Axe told her he would be there for her and support her in whatever she chose to do.

Their friends, quite frankly, had no inkling any of this had happened at all and took the news with an unflattering amount of surprise. Charlie, it must be said, had a slight meltdown. But in the end, everyone came together to support their real or adopted captain and their friend on this scary adventure.

In March of 1985, Nora was ushered to the finest medical institute in France to give birth to a beautiful baby girl. And a few years later, they made the move permanent. Though they are engaged, after plans for the initial wedding fell through, they never bothered to plan for another one. It may not happen for a while yet, but they're happy with the way things are.

As for Eveline May Peaes, she adores Beauxbatons, though Nora's stories of Hogwarts delight her. Other than her beloved cat, she has no interest in following the animal kingdom much to her mother's distress. Nor is she at all enchanted with the idea of chasing after balls on brooms, much to her father's (secret) chagrin. She is easily excitable, to the delight of her godparents (the Spinnets, who else?), and is up to date and a fervent partaker in the most recent fashion trends, more apt to fawn over a celebrity than a centaur (Why, Nora often asks tearfully). Eveline stockpiles magazines, and even a tabloid or two, so she can know all the gossip, and is a silly if very lovable girl. She has already decided she is going to use her father's fame and her natural good looks to pursue a career in entertainment, perhaps even in the United Kingdom.

EVELINE MAY PEAKES/MEAGHAN MARTIN

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	scarpin 2014-05-09 10:17 pm UTC (link)
	WINNIE & ADIAN MELANIA & MAX LMFAO DRYSTAN AND ODETTE ENJOY THIS SELECTION I REALLY OUTDID MYSELF (Reply to this)(Thread)

Drystan & Odette

holocron
2014-05-24 04:27 am UTC (link)

This love story, though no one knows or will admit to knowing it, begins on the 1st of September, 1967, on the Hogwarts Express. Two disgruntled eleven-year-olds trip over one another in the corridor, snap at one another, and are forced to share the only vacant train compartment left for the excruciatingly long journey ahead of them. The only thing they can agree on, however, is that the other children—nay, people—are exceedingly irritating.

After being sorted in the same House, a friendship was only natural. Odette and Drystan fancied themselves much better than the rest of their housemates, and usually kept to themselves, above the usual antics of their peers. The exception was their housemate Matt, whom they both took under their respective wings as pseudo parents, which only brought them closer together.

They played on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, they took all the same classes, and tended to be in each other's pockets for the school year. They visited one another frequently over the summers, and though they never declared themselves the best of friends (how utterly sappy and pathetic), the sentiment went without saying, through all the hardships, tribulations, and rites of passage in growing up. Often, his father remarked that he was waiting for them to marry, which Drystan sneered away, as obviously his father didn't understand.

When Adrian Mattias and Odette began feuding, Drystan wordlessly took up her side. When Odette secretly drank herself ill, he cleaned her up and tucked her into bed without asking for an explanation, or a lecture. He didn't think of it as enabling; it was simply a lack of judgment. They got one another through their last year of school and the bombshells and secrets that came with it.

Though he never told her, Drystan was scouted for a starting position on the Kenmare Kestrels which he passed up in favour of playing reserve on the Montrose Magpies, the team which Odette was bound to by familial and contractual obligations, signifying for all time that he considered his friendship with her to be more important than his career.

They transitioned into adult life smoothly, or as smoothly as could be. Two years after leaving school, they both made the starting roster for the Magpies, close as ever, and life had never been sweeter. They played at love, at fame, at wealthiness, and did whatever struck their fancy, happily. Until Odette took a break up rather hard and spiraled back into the wild student Drystan had known her to be in their later school years, with drinking and random and not-so-random men. He didn't think of it as jealousy so much as frustration that she slid so carelessly into bad habits, particularly when it might affect her career so badly. But, just as he did in school, Drystan was there to take care of her whenever she needed, without censure.

One night, after another drunken rendezvous, Odette stumbled upon his doorstep, plaintive yet giddy at the same time, pleading to come in. He opened the door, and in a rare fit of disapproval, asked what she thought she was doing. Didn't she see what she was doing to her life? How her career was suffering? These people are never there for you, he told her, and they never will be and you will never see that.

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holocron
2014-05-24 04:30 am UTC (link)

And because it was true, and she hadn't, she did see for the first time who had been there for her again and again, and took that opportunity to kiss Drystan full on the mouth. And they kissed. And they didn't wind up in bed, but it was very near. Suddenly all the things Drystan had been feeling but couldn't put into word made sense, and he wondered just how long he had been trying to puzzle them out.

It could have been very messy. It very nearly was. But they knew each other in such a way that any faults either of them had, any way they might have sabotaged or messed up this strange new thing between them, was known to the other. When one is best friends for eleven years, sees each other almost every day of those eleven years, there isn't much that remains unknown.

To his father's joy and delight, they became engaged almost immediately. They had planned on spending their lives together, anyway; it was now just in the same house. A year later, they were married, and it felt like nothing and everything had changed all at the same time.

Calling their relationship easy would be a mistake; they knew each other almost as well as they knew themselves, but that had its downfalls as well. Fights were defused, though tensions and problems remained. Lying was a virtual impossibility, although it probably would have saved them some frigid, sleepless nights. Though they had friends, their friendship then relationship had made them quite secluded, usually only in each other's company, or that of teammates', when one of them could have used a much-needed break. Despite it all, however, they were still in each other's pockets almost every single day, and wouldn't have changed it for the world.

They put off the decision to have children until they felt they had peaked in their careers, particularly since Drystan pledged to take as much time off as Odette had to, if they ever did have a baby. When the time came, a considerable number of years into their marriage, they left the game with a light heart, ready to start a new chapter in their lives as Odette now owned and managed the Magpies, and Drystan ran a Quidditch clinic.

Fionnuala Blair Fawcett is tall, strong, and beautiful, like her parents. She is a quiet leader, with an air of calm and thoughtfulness that has others naturally turning to her for guidance. Fionnuala doesn't consider herself a tomboy, but finds ultra-feminine things a bit complex, which her aunts are always delighted to help her out with. She is much cleverer than both her parents, but like her father, lacks any real motivation to try academically—just what scores she needs to remain on the Quidditch team. As she knows just what she wants and what she has to do to get it, it is fitting that Fionnuala is the Slytherin her parents never were. She has her father's taciturn air and her mother's ability to stir the pot, the combination of which makes her a sly, unsuspecting troublemaker who rarely takes the blame for any antics she may have hatched. That being said, she takes calculated risks and is very cautious, for fear of doing something that jeopardises her present or future roles. As for that future role, she'll go on to lead the Kenmare Kestrels to fresh victory, as she did with her house team, perhaps with a World Cup win or two under her belt as well.

FIONNUALA BLAIR FAWCETT/JACQUELINE MACINNES WOOD.

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